Many moons ago (as my Cheyenne friends like to say), I wrote a story in this blog that was absolutely true (more or less), about fishermen on Lake Titicaca (Bol...
We baptized it "River House", our patched up shack on the river two hours from New York. Not a very original name to be sure but we didn't care. It was a house ...
In a charming town on the Varoise coast that day, on the terrace the "Le Balto" cafe, it was disagreeably hot .
Raymond and I were on our fourth pastis when ...